D1, my Grandfather wasn't doing badly, he was in great shape, I was staying with my uncle because my parents were on holiday, was night before they were coming back.
Cue, phone calls in the middle of the night don't usually mean news THIS bad, but yes, it's a common thing but considering I was 11 years old at the time, I was too young to have proper knowledge of life and death didn't completely understand really anything I do now, so, being 11, it was common for me to see phonecalls like this, it was the 1st time in my life after all.
But I was very close to my Grandfather, propably closer to him than my Mum and Dad, for being a kid, I don't know why or how I knew, but I always tell myself that in his final moments he was thinking about me, and maybe that's it...